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Frenchmenattach great importance to education. They regard the cultivation of children asa social obligation. French education mixes warm romantic humor into itscareful and severe education. I have ever heard such a story:
It tookplace in an ordinary French family. One day, when the boy was playingbasketball,the ball hit a vase off the shelf with its mouth knocked off a largepiece. The vase was an antique handed down through generations from BourbonDynasty. To cover the great trouble, the boy glued the pieces together and putthe vase back to its place panic-stricken.
Thatevening his mother noticed the change on it. At dinnertime, she asked her boyif he had broken the vase. Being scared of punishment, the boy said by a suddeninspiration that a cat jumped in from the window and knocked the vase off theshelf. His mother was quite clear that her son waslying, for all the windowswere closed before her leaving. However, she just said that it seemed it washer carelessness not to have the window tightly closed.
Beforegoing to bed, the boy found a note on his bed, on which he was asked to go tothe study.The boy had thought he had gotten by under false pretences, but thenfelt he couldn't dodge the misfortune. Now that he had already lied, he made uphis mind no matter what his mother said, he would disavow to the end.
Onseeing her son enter in fear, his mother took out a chocolate box and gave onepiece of the chocolates to her son. "Baker, this chocolate is a reward foryou, for you created a cat with your special imagination." Then, she putanother chocolate in his hand. "This chocolate is a reward for yourability to restore. But the glue you used is for restoring paper materials; torestore a vase needs higher special technique. Tomorrow, let's bring the vaseto the artists to see how they make a
craftworkintact as it was." With that, she took the third chocolate. "The lastchocolate stands for my apology. I shouldn't have laid a vase in a place whereit could so easily fall down. I wish you hadn't been scared, my littlesweetheart."
"But,Mom, I ..." The boy tried to make something clear, but he awkwardlyuttered nothing but some words. "Our talk is over. Good night,Baker!" She gave a soft kiss on his forehead and walked out of the study.
Thefollowing days were the same as before. The only change was that the boy hadnever told a lie since then.
Noscolding. It looks unimaginably queer. In fact, the three chocolates are thealarm in the boy's heart all the time. Sometimes, no punishment itself is akind of punishment.